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... r the suppression of Qin Chu's power, the soul was forced to shrink into a ball, forming a dense black sphere, which was caught in Qin Chu's palm.

  At this moment, as long as Qin Chu's five fingers exert a little force, he can immediately crush Rose Weisser's soul.

  But Qin Chu didn't do that.

  He just raised his right hand, admiring Rossweisse's soul in his palm.

  The soul that was forced to shrink into a sphere was still struggling desperately, as if wanting to ...

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The daily life of cats that attack and pet each other

In the fifth year of Liu Fenyun’s passage, she became the concubine who was sent to a foreign country for marriage.
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just married
Liu Fenyun, who has never raised a cat: This is too much of a test for me.

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